Once a jolly
swagman camped by a
billabongUnder the shade of a
coolibah tree
And he sang as he watched and waited till his
billy boiled,
"Who'll come a-
waltzing matilda with me?"
(chorus) Waltzing
matilda, waltzing matilda
Who'll come a-waltzing matilda with me?
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled,
"Who'll come a-waltzing matilda with me?"
Down came a
jumbuck to drink at the billabong
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with
gleeAnd he sang as he
shoved that jumbuck in his
tucker bag"You'll come a-waltzing matilda with me."
Down came the
squatter mounted on his
thoroughbredDown jumped the
troopers, one, two, three--
"Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?
You'll come a-waltzing matilda with me."
Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong--
"You'll never catch me alive!" said he,
And his
ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong...
"Who'll come a-waltzing matilda with me?"
This is a really, really, really sad tune. Almost as sad as "You Are My Sunshine" and "Super Trouper".
Oh. Well, yeah. I guess. You have to play it perky, like.
No, I meant the actual music, not the lyrics.
It's not sad. He's sticking it to the man.
Good one, c_b! A sad tune, but a good tunie.